The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 146 Xiao Ran, I'm Sorry
"You don't need to thank me." Mo Qing turned to look at him expressionlessly, "Your sister came to look for me."

As soon as he heard Leng Yan and went to him again, Leng Xian clenched his fists tightly, the muscles of his cheeks trembled a few times, but he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart and maintained a calm tone, "I hope you Don't hurt my sister anymore, the grievances between us have nothing to do with her."

"If you had known this earlier, Mo Ran wouldn't have died," Mo Qing turned around and opened the car door, and burst out laughing, but Leng Xian could clearly hear the disbelief in that smile, "Anyway, You win." One is the woman he loves deeply but dare not love, and the other is his own mother, who are all speaking for him now, but in their eyes, he has become a cruel executioner. This is simply the saddest thing in the world joke.

"What did you say!" Leng Xian was full of the news that Mo Ran was dead, but he still asked in disbelief, "Isn't she in a foreign country?"

He was only answered by the engine starting and the squeaking of the wheels on the ground.

……

The bad news was two years late, but now I know that time seems to be reversed to the scene when he just left.

"Xiaoran, you wait for me, two months, I will come back in two months."

"Xian, I'll wait for you, no matter how long I will wait."

He lied to her, and she also made a slip of the tongue.

He always remembered the last letter she sent, she said, if you don't come back, I will go find you.

In the two years abroad, walking on the bustling commercial avenue, passing by supermarkets, banks, and shops, he fantasized countless times that in a certain short moment, she appeared, or she once appeared.

It turned out that all this was just a fantasy. She didn't come, so I couldn't figure out why she died, but I always felt that I probably hurt her too much!

He changed his phone number when he went abroad, and he didn’t even use his mailbox anymore. Later, he received many letters. He didn’t know how she got his specific address, but he never replied to one of them. I just thought, as long as he insists on not replying, after a while, she won't write to him!
Later, he really never received a letter from her again, he thought, he succeeded, successfully got rid of her.

But it turned out that he was wrong. In the past two years, he had thought of her countless times, and her every frown, smile, joy and anger were projected in his mind like a slide show, lingering like a ghost.

Once he lied to her like that, he felt uneasy, so as soon as he returned to China, he went to investigate her whereabouts, went to the place where she worked before, and heard from his colleagues that she had resigned and said that she had gone abroad.

He thought at the time, this is also good, two people who don't meet may miss each other for a lifetime.

As long as she lives well, he will feel less guilty.

But the truth was so cruelly presented in front of him, he thought, he would spend his whole life in self-blame and regret.

"Sir, bring a flower to your wife!"

A teenage girl who looked childish stood in front of Leng Xian, with a flower basket full of various flowers on her arm.

"I don't have a wife." He smiled slightly and shook his head.

"Then bring a flower to your girlfriend!" The little girl recommended the flowers in her flower basket without giving up. "These flowers are all fresh, and I planted them myself..."

The little girl chattered about the types and language of her flowers, but Leng Xian interrupted, "I didn't bring any money."

The little girl immediately stopped chatting, pulled out her blue and red hands from the cold, shrank into the armholes, stared at him for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled and pulled out a few wilting branches from the flower basket. The flowers were handed to him, "These flowers are for you!"

He stared at the little girl suspiciously, but he still didn't dare to reach out to pick it up. The little girl's hand holding the flower froze in front of him, "Sir, you definitely don't remember me, but I remember you, three years ago in winter you Bought my whole basket of flowers."

……

Winter three years ago...

It was Christmas that day, and he asked Moran to go to the most expensive western restaurant in the city center. One meal cost him half a month's salary, but it was worth it, and he made Moran very happy.

Not long after the two walked out of the western restaurant, they met a little flower seller. At that time, the little girl said just like today, "Sir, buy a flower for your wife!"

At that time, the relationship between the two of them was still a bit ambiguous, and they were not even considered formal boyfriend and girlfriend, so of course he denied it outright, "She is not my wife."

"Then buy a flower for your girlfriend!" The little girl walked up to Mo Ran with a smile on her face, "Sister, I planted these flowers myself, they are fresh."

He saw Mo Ran smiling, and in order to express himself well, he pointed directly at the little girl's flower basket and said briskly, "How much does this basket cost? I want it all."

"Mr. is so generous." The little girl shifted her gaze to Leng Xian, "Sister is really a happy person."

He spent a sum of money and even bought flowers and baskets. While counting the money, the little girl sent blessings, "I wish the two of you will last forever, the sea will last forever, the sea will dry up and the rocks will rot, and we will be united forever, love is stronger than gold, and fly together..."

The little girl hasn't read any books, and she learned idioms from TV, but she speaks them very slickly.

"Little sister, thank you!" Mo Ran held the basket of flowers with a bright smile as if he was at a wedding.

On the way to send her home, Mo Ran sat in the co-pilot, holding the basket of flowers in his hand, and often turned his face to peek at him.

He was also thinking about how to express his love to her. After thinking for a long time, he called her name first, "Xiao Ran."

At the same time, he heard Mo Ran calling his name, "Leng Xian."

The two laughed awkwardly, pushing each other to let the other speak first, and finally he spoke, "Xiao Ran, can you be my girlfriend?"

Mo Ran next to him laughed before speaking, "Not good..."

Leng Xian froze for a moment, frowned and asked her, "Why?"

Mo Ran took out a few flowers from the flower basket and played with them in his hands, muttering, "It is often said that love not for the purpose of marriage is hooliganism."

Leng Xian didn't expect Mo Ran to be serious, and hurriedly said frankly: "Xiao Ran, I am sincere."

Mo Ran suddenly turned to look at him, and glared at him dissatisfied, "You just denied it!"

"What?" Leng Xian didn't understand, when did he deny it?

Mo Ran looked at Leng Xian's dazed look, and threw a flower on him unhappily. Leng Xian took the dropped flower, and after a moment's pause, he realized, "It's not because of me just now. Deny that you are not my wife is unhappy!"

Mo Ran blushed, seeing Leng Xian smirk, pretending to be displeased and muttering in a low voice: "Stop being sentimental."

He said that, but Leng Xian caught a glimpse of her upturned mouth and affectionate eyes from the mirror, and his heart was clearly moved.

He also raised the corners of his lips in great pleasure at that time. What was he thinking at that time?

He was thinking: The fish is finally hooked!
He sent her to a stop more than ten meters away from the door of the house. She was about to get out of the car, but he grabbed her hand, just to make sure of her mind.He approached her little by little. If she hid, it proved that she was still hesitant. If she didn't hide, it proved that she was trapped by him.

Everything was in his expectation, she didn't hide, but closed her eyes cooperatively.

Looking at the corners of her lips trembling slightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her cheeks showing a faint blush, he thought at that time, how could there be such a stupid girl in this world?

He had always thought that she was the same as the people of the Mo family, that she was cautious about everything and people, and she was extremely vigilant and suspicious. He tricked him and fell into his trap.

An evil smile flashed across his face, he leaned over to control her in the narrow compartment, touched her lightly at first, felt her lips drawn in, seemed a little nervous, so he slowed down his movements, It wasn't until she gradually calmed down that she suddenly increased her strength, clasped her shoulders tightly with both hands, and felt that she stretched out her hands and pushed, probably because she was hurt by her crazy movements. With a bit of vengeance in mind, he completely regarded her as a tool and wanted to bite her to death.

It wasn't until she stretched out her hand to push him that he realized how aggressive he was just now. He slowed down and said coaxingly, "Xiaoran, I love you."

Mo Ran nodded foolishly, but there were a few tears on his face, I don't know if it was from pain or emotion.

Thinking about it now, his "I love you" is a curse to Mo Ran, no matter how much he has done to her every time, as long as he says "I love you", it seems that any right or wrong Mistakes don't matter anymore.

Thinking about it now, he said "I love you" to her countless times, but never once from the heart.

Whether he loved her or not, even he himself was confused.

If you have never loved, why does your heart ache every time you think about it?

If he had loved, why was he able to hurt her like that back then, seeing her in pain and still being indifferent?

However, none of this mattered anymore, and he never had a chance to say "I love you" to her again.

He was holding a few residual flowers in his hand, and his eyes were already flushed after so many years of rarely shedding tears, "Xiao Ran, I'm sorry."

He always took everything he did to her for granted, but now, thinking of the past, he suddenly understood that he had always owed her, "I'm sorry."

too late!too late!
She, never heard of it again!

(End of this chapter)